surreal poetry

Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.

You’ll Be Okay… Just Not Today
Some days don’t need a reason to feel heavy. You wake up, and before anything even happens, your chest already feels tight—
By Imran Ali Shah5 days ago in Poets
" Like Mike "
Did You Ever Dream To Be Like "Mike" And Jump So High That You Might Touch The Sky... Elevate And Calibrate, And Graduate Within Time...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)5 days ago in Poets
"Sometimes The ROLE Of A Leader, Or Even A Student, Is To "SIT" With ---- Confusion --- A Bit Longer" # - Chetan Natesh
Here are things that are confusing to ME !? I have NO children !? I won't have children !? I am not a mother, with children !? I am not pregnant, a mother - with children !? I am not the wife, of a pregnant mother - with children !? I am going to "SIT" and try to understand "WHO" is confused !?
By 365poetry5 days ago in Poets
It's Been (TWO) Days, I'm Bored - I Don't Even Know What To Do With "My" Life !?
I am going to share some things I learnt over the past YEAR !? People "thinks" I am important - not really, not interested !?
By 365poetry6 days ago in Poets
Crowded Room
A thousand voices ramble Forming unintelligible noises and sounds Rising and falling, in perplexing patterns Causing confusion to my ears
By Edward Val6 days ago in Poets
Oh KARMA!
Oh KARMA! She has one task What you put out, you’ll always get back. It’s the universes way- Be careful what you say There is always a price to pay
By shallon gregerson6 days ago in Poets
Plug In
Plug me in. Give me some juice. I need the buzz Vibrating In the middle Of my spiralling thoughts. Plug a couple wires
By Silver Daux6 days ago in Poets
Fall From Grace
Life shook the trunk beneath me Felling filled nests, dead limbs And thirsty moss Loosening my footing As I neared the widening crown
By K.B. Silver 7 days ago in Poets
Other side of Love
Rainbow teardrops Painting the sky All I’ve known Has finally died Like burnt paper Turned to ash Alone I sit
By Edward Val7 days ago in Poets
Amazing Grace
Thousands of tears fall As the plane rolls in Flags wave vigorously Cheering begins The stairs roll up Our heroes descend
By Edward Val7 days ago in Poets
Voice
The creature on my shoulder eats my words. Dips at my voice with a hummingbird sticky, sipper’s tongue. I am the one who frames my thoughts, guides them into life with my teeth and tender lips. It is the one who feasts. Snatches every notion. Gulps them, oyster-like, without tasting. Doesn’t seem to care for flavours. Words in anger, words in love. Words in pain or fear or joy. All my words, it catches. Of screaming too, it snatches, wriggling with pleasure. Gorged on my voice, it grows, and I fall silent.
By Lauren Everdell7 days ago in Poets
Don't Leave
Take me back, To the day, When you said "I LOVE YOU" When you held my hand, And I suppressed the tears weld up In my eyes... Take me back to the moment, When you held my heart in your hands... My pride smiled, When you cried... I layed my head on your shoulder, I was thinking something only you would know... I whispered "Kiss Me" And with our last smooch, I didn't want to let go... You cried and I tried to comfort your pain, when I Lifed your head, I seen the tears in your eyes... My pride was washed to the side, I didn't want to go, But I had to leave... Take me back to the day, When I couldn't breathe- When you said, You Love Me...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)8 days ago in Poets